Tuesday, August 31, 2010
We Have Always Lived In The Castle
Finishing writing a book is a bittersweet feeling. As I get to the end of this draft of How To Own And Operate A Haunted House, I feel great relief. It's almost finished, those longed for words The End are looming! Oh happy day! But I also feel a sense of loss at having lived in those rooms for a long time and seeing the door close, a kind of writerly post-partum. What next, what next as Robert Lowell famously asked in his poem about a mid-life crisis. He also broke his girlfriend Jean Stafford's nose not once but twice (once by punching her, once in a drunken car wreck). I have a postcard of him above my desk, smoking and look like he's on the verge of a manic episode. Those wacky poets!
I'll keep you posted on the progress and will write THE END on this very blog when I get there. Until then, thanks so much for reading the excerpts. At this stage in the game, I'm finding it hard to focus on any other writing. Any thoughts on ending a project from my dear commenters?
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"I don't think it's very useful to open wide the door to younger artists; the ones who break down the door are more interesting." Paul Schrader
There's only one more episode of Hung -- and they are skipping Labor Day. Waah! Sunday's episode was off the charts. When the season is over, I plan to write a comprehensive review of the best show on television right now.
Benedictions and Maledictions